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"Time goes faster the more hollow it is. Lives with no meaning go straight past you, like trains that don't stop at your station."
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"Solitude is a wonderful treasure the world is still yet to discover."
"Always ask yourself what you have achieved within a given time and the product of your life."
"The question "who am I" is the first question that every person should ask himself."
"That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love."
"There is no other continent in the world where time is wasted like it is wasted in Africa."
"The time we are living in is a significant time."
"Every human being is a reflection of this universe."
"Find a place to think and a person to love and be happy."
"To be a mirror of God's love is to show Jesus by one's way of living."
"Don't mourn over the past; it has no pity for you. Don't cry over the present, it has no sympathy for you, and I don't weep the future, it has no mercy on you."
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"Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the mind like photographs, like scenes you can return to again and again and will always remember, no matter how much time goes by."
"As I walked in the dark through the tunnels and tunnels of books, I could not help being overcome by a sense of sadness. I couldn't help thinking that if I, by pure chance, had found a whole universe in a single unknown book, buried in that endless necropolis, tens of thousands more would remain unexplored, forgotten forever. I felt myself surrounded by millions of abandoned pages, by worlds and souls without an owner sinking in an ocean of darkness, while the world that throbbed outside the library seemed to be losing its memory, day after day, unknowingly, feeling all the wiser the more it forgot."
"Our world will not die as the result of the bomb, as the papers say, it will die of laughter, of banality, or making a joke of everything, and a lousy joke at that."
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